𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 || ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ

illegal(those dimples)

Ship; Jungwoo X Jaehyun
Group; NCT
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Based on that video of Jungwoo poking Jaehyun's dimples in a restaurant.
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It's become a usual thing by now. It shouldn't and doesn't phase him anymore. It's like this routine you've been used to for years and it's become something out of the ordinary when it doesn't happen.

The feel of the finger poking his cheek awake before it pinches and pulls, the small giggle that follows after when he turns and sighs, all the sleep washing away from his eyes as he blinks his eyes, looking at the ceiling.

He hears the person next to him mutter a gentle, "hey you," and he turns, smiling at the face Jungwoo makes.

"Hi," he coraks out, voice scratchy from sleep.

Jaehyun rubs his eyes and yawns, his body turning to face Jungwoo completely. He just stares at him for a beat while the sun steadily rises behind them. He silently let's Jungwoo caress his hair and shift it to the side, fingers not forgetting to poke on his cheek, a smile impulsively breaking out and the finger gets lost in those deep holes of beauty.

"So cute," Jungwoo comments, eyes crinkling up in a smile. "You're so so cute."

"You say that every morning even when I look like shit," Jaehyun bemoans, sneakily wrapping his hands around Jungwoo's waist and pulls him closer to his body. "Good morning."

"Morning. I say that because it's true," Jungwoo sighs, body going lax into his lover's hold. "Don't try to kiss me, I have morning breath."

"And everyday I tell you I don't care," Jaehyun says, already making a move in claiming Jungwoo's lips in his.

A sensual, slow, slightly open mouthed moulding of lips. A soft smile forming on each their faces as Jungwoo's hands come up to cup Jaehyun's face, thumbs digging into his dimples as he angles his face to the side to deepen the kiss.

They pull away for a breather, chests slightly heaving and with smiles on their faces. Jaehyun stares at Jungwoo for a minute or two and then chuckles, his free hand going up to run a hand against his scalp.

Jaehyun appreciates mornings like these. Mornings where they just stay as they are, staring at each other, taking in everything and every part of his other half.

The morning where they don't get out of bed till the sun is threatening to blind them with it's radiance and their stomachs are groveling for food.

That's when they sigh to each other, cut short the topic they were discussing and get off of the bed. Jaehyun makes quick work of fixing the bed — it's his duty today — and Jungwoo struts into the bathroom to brush his teeth and go through his skincare routine.

Because he's the sweetest boyfriend alive, he waits for Jaehyun to walk in too and waits for him with his moisturizing face mask on as he brushes. Then like an impulse, Jaehyun turns to Jungwoo and let's the other fix up his face before giving him a face mask of his own.

They wait for the timer on Jungwoo's phone to let them know it's time to take it off, using that time to wander through the various foods they could burn down and instead settling for ordering in.

When the beeping starts, Jungwoo helps Jaehyun take off his mask and then takes off his. And once they're done with everything, they move to the living room — which is spotless by the way, because they had a maid come in the night before to take care of it so they didn't have to — and put on some Netflix.

Jaehyun kindly brings them cups of coffee — tea for Jungwoo — just before the bell rings and he gets up again to get their food from the delivery guy.

"Hey," he says to him, smiling as he signs the clipboard he's handed. "Good morning?"

"Yeah, definitely." The other guy replies, boyishly smiling while a blush creeps up his cheeks. Like Jaehyun feels the stare that's boring into his skull, he looks up from the clipboard.

"Is something wrong?" He asks, tilting his head cutely.

"Oh nothing," the guy mutters, eyes looking elsewhere as he scratches the back of his neck. "Your dimples are really cute."

It's a rushed answer, the guy not waiting another second before rushing off down the hall and Jaehyun is even lucky he'd heard what he said.

He just shakes his head and carries the huge bag of food they'd got. Jungwoo eats a lot of breakfast.

"Why are you all smiley and dopey?" Jungwoo asks, already grabbing the bag from Jaehyun's hands and opening it. When there's not a reply he just sighs as he pulls out the pancakes and syrup. "Delivery guy hit on you again?"

"W-what? No, no way," Jaehyun is defensive with his answer, he already knows Jungwoo isn't gonna believe him. Judging by the look he's giving him as he pours some syrup over a pancake. "Okay fine, yes, he said my dimples were cute."

"And they are," Jungwoo agrees, mouth full of food. Jaehyun watches him with hearts in his eyes. He's the cute one.

When Jungwoo notices, he tries to feed Jaehyun a forkful of the pancakes he'd cut up. "Want some?"

Jaehyun opens his mouth and let's the overly sweet pancake fill his taste buds and he nods happily at Jungwoo.

They eat in silence, eyes occasionally wandering to the series they're watching but otherwise stuck on each other.

And when they're done, they forget to tidy up the place, stomachs full and hearts empty with the lack of skin on skin contact they're having.

"Wanna go back to the room?" Jaehyun offers, hands cradling Jungwoo's naked thigh peeking from under the oversized shirt that's not his.

"What do I get out of it?" Jungwoo is a huge tease, his finger already running down Jaehyun's chest.

"I'll eat you out real good," Jaehyun bites his lower lip, eyes fluttering.

"You did that yesterday right before I passed out," Jungwoo muttered, body inching closer and closer to Jaehyun's. "Try again."

"I'll um—" Jaehyun is really really thinking about it. "I'll let you fuck me?"

He knows Jungwoo doesn't really like topping mainly because he's super lazy. But then it comes to him when he remembers just that thing that gets Jungwoo going.

"I'll let you come on my face," and that's what gets Jungwoo to grab a fistful of Jaehyun's shirt and then fling his body on top of Jaehyun's, their lower bodies not hesitant to make contact.

It always works.

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This has been growing cobwebs in the drafts. Idk why I didn't post it.